Page 25 of Tempting Her Teacher

“Yes baby, such a good girl,” Thomas groaned spewing down Olivia’s throat as he came.

“Now it’s daddy’s turn to come,” Ryan said kissing her again as he let go of his control and simply went with it. He slammed his hips into hers and jerked spewing into her little pussy and he groaned, “Come for daddy…come now baby doll.”

Megan relaxed her body, and she convulsed around him tremors running through her even after he left her body and simply held her. “Thank you, daddy…baby loves you.”

“Daddy loves you too baby doll, daddy always will,” he promised, and she smiled against his shoulder knowing he would, and he’d always protect her the way he did tonight, last week, last month, at graduation and the other cabin, the first night he’d taken her…he always thought about her and loved her and that was enough for her. She didn’t care what anyone else thought. She was his and that was all that mattered to her.

Epilogue

Ryan slipped up behind Megan, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her back against his hard body. “Happy anniversary, baby doll.”

“Happy anniversary, daddy,” she said with a happy sigh, looking out the window at the stunning view. Ryan brought her to Bora Bora for their tenth anniversary and she couldn’t imagine anything better than spending the week in the warm tropical space.

“Daddy bought his baby doll a new outfit for swimming,” he teased, his hands running up and down her still trim, lithe body. She enjoyed going to the gym with him and needing to stay strong to protect her, kept him going back to it, keeping them both in shape despite the ten years that had passed since he’d first made her his.

“Is it for public swimming or private swimming?” Megan returned, giggling when his fingers slipped into her little shorts, strumming her clit making her moan with desperate need she never could hide.

“One for both,” he whispered against her ear, sending a shiver straight through her.

“And is the public one for daddy’s baby doll or for Ryan’s wife?” she asked moving against his fingers when they slowed.

“For daddy’s baby doll,” he answered her, making her want to see it even more because while she loved their private outfits immensely because there was very little left to the imagination, allowing him to get his hands on her quickly, the ones he bough for her to wear in public as his baby doll were some of her absolute favorites.

None of them were designed for the public to think she played little girl for her daddy every night. They were tasteful outfits anyone might wear, but knowing her daddy picked them out for her for a specific reason, place, or idea in mind made her love them even more. Especially the swimwear because in the last ten years, he’d taken her to more beaches than she ever imagined possible to visit.

Neither of them had a plan for what they were going to do after coming back from their summer away other than being together. So when they were getting ready to head out from the mountain after the family vacation, the last thing she expected was for Thomas to ask if they wanted to do some research to help create new products for the Meyers brand. They were both surprised but not about to say no to it.

They’d traveled the world the last ten years, meeting others who enjoyed more of the play aspects of domination or humiliation than just the physical boundaries. It was incredible to find total strangers that understood her so much more than her mother ever might, and they’d made many suggestions for new products in the years since.

She still enjoyed their family vacations in the mountains, and everything that included, but mostly she loved that in the last ten years, the only man that had fucked her pussy was her daddy. That was still their boundary, and they hadn’t met anyone that tried to go around it. Then again, she’d also learnt that unlikejerks like John, most of the people she’d met that were into BDSM, understood and abided by the rules and limitations others set.

Sure, there were the occasional assholes that would push it, but those were the ones who weren’t allowed to play with her to start.

Her second favorite thing was selfish, but was also something she and Ryan had agreed on after their first few forays—she was the only one that got Ryan’s cock. He was her daddy and only hers. Other women weren’t allowed to touch it without her agreement and his approval even. There were only a few that’d gotten that in the last ten years though.

Claire and Cassie were both allowed to touch it, usually to show her what she’d get as her prize for doing whatever her daddy wanted her to do. A couple other friends they’d met were also allowed to tease her by touching it, even sucking on it, but only she got to fuck it, to feel him come as well, and she loved it.

The only place where she was more ‘Ryan’s wife’ than her daddy’s baby doll was back home when they went to see her mother who knew nothing about their sexual proclivities, or when their relationship truly started. Becky was the only person from school she kept in touch with, but even she was only half aware of what she and Ryan got up to and that’s only because Ryan came in one night when she was on a video chat with Becky while they were in Prague and gave them away. He’d been holding up the sexiest little one-piece crotchless outfit that had ruffles on the butt above the cutout that left her ass bare, a pair of knee-high socks with ruffles that were pink and matched the hair ribbons that one of their new friends had designed for them.

The look on Becky’s face seeing the things before Ryan managed to pull them out of view had her eyes almost bulging out of her head. She’d just laughed, telling her that they enjoyed playing daddy/little at times and Prague was known for havinga hot nightlife. Her friend’s shock over that little tidbit kept her mouth shut about just how much they played but it worked for them.

Her mother on the other hand barely acknowledged that they were married and gave Ryan death glares any time that he so much as touched her. Even him saving her life at graduation didn’t seem to matter to her, so they made sure to keep their visits there few andveryfar in between.

The school admin was actually more accepting of their relationship than her mother honestly. Sure, the first time they were seen in town together, they had questions from them, but they’d played it all off as though that day at graduation changed things for them. She claimed to have reached out to Ryan a couple months after graduation, wanting to meet up with him to thank him, and from there, things between them simply grew. As far as anyone back home knew, they were actually only celebrating their ninth anniversary and not their tenth, since they didn’t quite know how to make it seem believable to have jumped straight into marriage even with what happened with John that day.

That was one person she wasn’t sorry to learn was dead. He’d gotten three years in jail for aggravated sexual battery and aggravated assault but was released within eighteen months for ‘good behavior’ which was total bullshit. Shortly after, he’d made his way through three states, assaulting six other women that all resembled Megan, before he found where she and Ryan were staying in New York and came after her. Well…tried to come after her at least.

Thanks to the Meyers’ family’s business dealings, they knew a lot of people. Dangerous people, who weren’t afraid to get their hands dirty, and long before he could even get eyes on her, he was the one being assaulted. Ryan never told her everything that went down, but she was certain he’d gotten in a few licksof his own before Ryan was discovered floating face down in the Huson River, his skull bashed in by what the police figured was either a baseball bat or a lead pipe. The water washed away all evidence, although it was noted that there were signs of severe trauma to John’s genitals and anus that appear to have happened prior to him hitting the river where fish nibbled on him.

After what he tried to do to her, and what he had done to several others, she wasn’t upset or sad to learn any of that. Simply glad she’d never have to look over her shoulder again.

“Do you want to see them and decide which plans you want to do today, and we’ll save the other for later this week?” Ryan asked, lifting Megan’s chin his way, adoring the happy expression in her eyes.

“Mmm, please daddy,” she agreed, and he drew her back into the bedroom then pulled out the two outfits. They were complete opposites. The one meant just for them to enjoy was little more than a baby pink colored mesh crop top that would barely cover her nipples, and the bottoms were just a band to go around her body to cover her ass and mound from direct view. It was added onto with the little choker and ribbons he could wrap in her hair or around her body wherever he wanted.

The other was what could be called a retro style bikini set. The bottoms had more coverage with a higher waist. There was a cutout in the back with a cute bright pink bow that matched the bra-style top, which matched the flowers printed on the darker blue bottoms. The top had a matching bow between the cups, and he knew she’d look incredible in it. His sweet baby doll would love playing in the water in it, letting her daddy slip his hand into that cutout in the back, teasing her when no one else was watching, making him hard until he couldn’t stand it and slid the bottoms to the side in order to fuck her in the water.

“You make it so hard to decide daddy,” she sighed, leaning into his side and he lifted her face to his, giving her a smile as his fingers traced over the necklace she never took off except when he insisted on getting it professionally cleaned and checked. She almost had a panic attack the first time he went to take it off her to take it in for a cleaning and it was only with his cock deep inside her, his hand on her throat promising that he’d never let her go that she agreed to it.

---